General RP Mafia Debt (RhysTheFirebird)

Lee looked over as the other went to help him, surprised at his words. "W-What? No, I couldn't bother him with... this." Sure, they had messed around, but to call him over to help him shower? He shook his head. "I-It's okay. I mean, you're already here. But I don't want to bother you." At that point, he left it up to the other, not looking to force him. Ha, who was he to force a mafia leader?
 
Dimitri stares at Lee, "You can't do it by yourself." He stands, "Stay here."

He walks to the bathroom, turning on the bathwater. He lets it run until it's a nice warm temperature. He plugs it, and then tosses in some soap and Epsom salts. He lets it fill, watching the soap suds and opaque surface, mixing it.

He straightens, taking off his suit jacket and rolling his sleeves up. He steps from the steamy bathroom and walks to Lee, scooping him up into his arms. He walks back to the bathroom and sets Lee on the toilet.

Gently, he pulls the other's shirt off, then grabs a towel. Placing it over the other's lap, he motions Lee to take his pants and under clothes off.
 
Lee nodded, sitting back down on the bed while the other worked on running him a bath. He was fine with a shower, but at this point he would take anything. The warm water surrounding his body from the bath would do him very well to aid in healing. The other soon returned and easily lifted him into his arms before placing him on the toilet where he was stripped. The other was so careful with him, Lee definitely having noted how the other wouldn't touch him anymore. He didn't like it earlier only because he was mad.

The other respected his privacy, keeping his lap covered to strip his lower half. Soon, he was fully nude, shoes kicked off earlier when he was in bed. The socks had gone, too. He gave a nod when ready, eager for the warm bath.
 
Keeping Lee's lower area covered and out of sight, Dimitri gently and carefully lifts the other. He stays wary of the are's he was touching, not wanting to make contact with a spot that would either hurt the boy, or make him uncomfortable.

Slowly, he lowers Lee into the steaming bath, the towel floating on the water, which was fine, as Dimitri could use it to wipe Lee's skin clean. He stands, letting the other get himself comfortable. "Is it okay? Not too hot or cold? I used the right soap, right?"
 
Lee was beginning to feel bad, Dimitri did have a good side to him. He could understand when the other got angry and would become rough. Something... Lee didn't really mind. Shit, no, he couldn't like him. Not like that.

As soon as his body made contact with the water, he could feel that lightheadedness hit, the pleasure that surrounded his body. Ah, without any food in him, the drug had hit him quickly and a little harder. The alcohol certainly didn't help anything. He was fully surrounded by the water, a pleasant sigh leaving him. "Mn... It's perfect." He grinned, feeling oh so relaxed as he leaned back, sinking down to just his shoulders.

Still, the other seemed hesitant to touch him, besides trying not to cause him any further pain. "...Dimitri," he spoke up softly. "It's okay." He reassured, looking for the words to speak. "You can touch me."
 
Lee smiled gently, the other seeming to relax. He was so content, the other wetting his hair, those fingers running through his dark locks. He hummed softly, feeling so so good. The other started washing his hair and he nearly slipped further down into the water, mainly by his own fault. He sat up a little too quickly, able to thankfully from the painkiller giving him more motion. The water splashed, wetting the other's shirt. "Oh! Heh, sorry~" O-Oh... He caught himself staring.
 
Dimitri blinks as his shirt gets soaked through. The white fabric turning see through and clinging to his skin. He was just as toned and muscular as the defined muscle of his biceps when he wore his jacket suggested. Pecs, abs, and velvet skin. All defined, and all there on display.

He swallows, staring back at Lee. He reaches forward slowly, tensing the soap from Lee's hair.
 
He frowned as the other told him to stop, his hand on his wrist. How pissed would the other get if he kept going? "But why~? I'm not doing anything wrong." Just, of course, trying to strip him. He wasn't using any force, just a little tug to make a point. He soon let go and gently grabbed his tie, it already unraveling as he pulled it, the tie falling.
 
"Why~? You're not giving me a reason~" It was interesting, really. The other urged him to stop, yet didn't do much to make him. His hand returned to the soaked fabric, using it to pull himself up and closer to the other.

"Why?" He whispered, pressing a small kiss to his cheek. Lee didn't really know what he was doing, perhaps just messing with the other. He was having fun, that was for sure. He wanted to see how far he could go and what the other would end up doing.
 
"Yes?" He smiled, enjoying his reactions. He seemed so uncertain, so unlike the rough and tough man he came to know. Why had he been so nervous around the other? Was it the drug messing with him? There was a chance he would regret things later. It wasn't like alcohol where he was completely unaware of what he was doing.

"I may have taken something but I am fully aware of my actions," he explained with a grin. He leaned back, tilting his head to the side as he resumed washing him. "You'd get to keep me here. All to yourself."
 
This time, Lee didn't mind the tight grip on his wrist. He actually sort of liked it. Leaning back, he didn't try to pull away or resist. His head tilted to the side. What was he scared of? Keeping him?

"Really? Now you're worried about what I want? You stole me away from my life. All for some debt my brother had." He had to admit the perks of living there weren't so bad: free board and food, and all he had to do was clean a room. He was just a brat and had to fight—all he really knew how to do since living with his father. He had to fight to survive. There were a few... sexual perks to fighting back, some loved getting him to submit to them. The other got close, whispering in his ear, making him shudder. He had taken note of the other looking at him so often. The other seemed interested in him, in some capacity. "Why do you want me?" He was curious - forever? Really?
 
Dimitri slides the towel over Lee's chest, taking a deep breath. "Because we're twin souls. For Ed to do something we don't really want and trying to make the best of what we have." He leans forward, letting go of one wrist to grasp the other.

He slides his gaze to Lee's eyes, staring into them. "And you'd be with me forever, because once we cross that line. . . There will be no going back to your old life. You will be mine. Mine to have, mine to protect, and mine to cherish."

He blows out a breath, "Also, I have enemies. If they knew I cared for you, they'd hurt you. And I can't have you getting in the cross fire. So, you take it all, or," He drops Lee's wrist, "Have none of it."
 
Oh... "Twin souls?" Lee was surprised, relaxing slightly as he took in what the other told him. It felt good, getting washed, the other helping him. He didn't have to, yet he cared for him. Lee would be his, to have, to protect, to cherish. He recalled the other saying he belonged to him, back when he was getting attacked that one night.

"When did you decide this..." He questioned softly. Also... Fuck. He forgot. "T-True..." He didn't know what to say. Accept being with this mafia leader? Or... Oof. The worst option was possibly dying.
 
He let the other continue washing him, Lee closing his eyes as his face was washed. “Mm~? Who said anything about sleeping with you?” He teased. After the whole intimidating bit, Dimitri wasn’t that bad.

“I know you want me. I’ve seen how you look at me.” He leaned in, brushing his lips against his ear to plant a gentle kiss. He was in no condition to mess around, unless he didn’t move as much. Damn. Why did the other have to tease him now?
 
Dimitri looks at Lee, "Good." He lifts Lee's other leg, going up to the apex of the other's thigh. He stares at Lee, his cheeks flushing.

"I don't want to ruin your life anymore than I already have."

He shakes his head slightly, hair falling into his eyes. He focuses on his task, gently rubbing Lee's skin clean.
 
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Lee leaned back again, watching the hand move down, rubbing oh so close to his dick. He didn't touch, even though he had the perfect opportunity to. He had played earlier with Kas, but wouldn't mind doing it again. He had a high sex drive and was always ready to mess around.

"I think it's already too late for that." He shook his head, watching the hand move to the other leg, nearly reaching between his legs. He shifted, allowing the hand to brush against him, making Lee shudder, letting out a little moan. "Ah~ C'mon, I'm right here." He said, gently grabbing for that hand, moving him a little closer to his dick.
 
Dimitri goes still, pupils dilating. "Lee." He whispers, voice holding a slight rasp. "Please. . ."

He didn't even know what he was pleading for, only that he felt terrified. He wanted Lee, really wanted the boy, but he didn't want to hurt the other. And he knew he would hurt Lee, it came with their territory.

He yanks his hand back, "Don't." He hisses.
 
He shook his head, "I'm not in pain." He reassured, thinking over every possible reason why the other wouldn't. He wanted him, Lee knew from his looks and his own words just a moment ago. Dimitri wanted him, yet why couldn't they play? His life was already ruined, how much more damage could they do? "I'm safe. I'm with you," he continued. He would take another freaking pill if he worried about hurting him.

The other pulled his hand back and Lee leaned forward, planting small kisses along his neck, up to his ear. "Please?" Just a handjob wouldn't kill him. "I wanna feel good."
 
Dimitri stares at Lee, swallowing. He lets go of Lee's ankle, letting it splash back into the tub. He watches as Lee moves closer, instinctively lifting a hand between them. He tries to keep Lee at bay, pushing him back, but the boy manages to slip past his defenses.

He sucks in a breath, feeling Lee's lips along his neck, "Lee. . ." He whispers.
 
Lee just ignored the hand coming up trying to stop him. He was determined to get his way, even if it was with someone he was reluctant to be with. He had to give the other a chance if they were to be together from now on. Even though a lot of things were forced onto Lee, he somehow didn't seem to mind. Maybe it was a mix of the alcohol and oxy in his system.

He gently nipped at the skin, hot breath caressing him there, before sliding his tongue up to his ear. "You'll come to know... I'm quite needy sometimes." He nipped at the lobe next. "I wanna hear you moan my name." A hand came up, trying to undo his soaked shirt. He imagined it couldn't be all that comfortable.
 
Dimitri let's out a low growl, his hand moving to grip the back of Lee's neck, pulling him away roughly. "That's what you want, hm?" He leans forward, over the edge of the tub.

He grabs Lee's wrist with his free hand, pulling it away from his shirt and pinning it to the tub. "Is that what you really want?" He murmurs, blue gaze dark.
 
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